"Wherever the leaves of Konoha fly, fire grows endlessly. The shadow of the fire illuminates the village, and new leaves will sprout. Children, you are the leaves of Konoha..."
Instead of colorful flowers falling, green leaves filled the villages and campuses. The old man known as the Hokage was narrating leisurely on the wooden stage. In front of the stage, there were pairs of confused and passionate eyes, either looking up or observing the surroundings.
"The leaves of Konoha..."
A pair of eyes of different colors twinkling slightly...
"Why do I feel that the fire of the Will of Fire is not red enough?"
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